Zhao Dongyuan nodded repeatedly, signaling that he understood.
Although he hadn’t clearly seen the visitor’s face, his perception never deceived him—the minister Lin’s girlfriend was indeed an ordinary person without any divine revelation.
“Sorry to bother you, Minister…” Zhao Dongyuan stepped back apologetically toward the door. “Please, you continue.”
After speaking, he decisively closed the door behind him.
The footsteps gradually faded away, but Lin Mo’s hand resting on Chu You’s waist didn’t stop immediately.
“Had enough touching?” Chu You’s cold question suddenly rang in his ear.
Lin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, lazily leaning his head against the chair back, looking up at the frost-tinted, sharp features above him with a smile.
“I’m just doing this to dispel Director Zhao’s suspicion. You should understand, right, senior?”
“Understand?”
Chu You twisted the corner of her mouth, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes.
“I understand that you’re eager to get a sneak preview of what it feels like to be paralyzed from the waist down.”
“Tsk, senior’s heart is so cruel~”.
Lin Mo teased verbally, but there was not a hint of fear in his eyes.
Chu You suddenly sprang up from Lin Mo’s lap, retreating two steps with a face full of disdain, just about to retort.
But Lin Mo glanced at the wall clock, his expression growing serious.
He bent down and pulled out a moderately sized package from under the desk.
“Let’s get down to business,” he said as he tore open the package.
“The branch’s warehouse is divided into two parts: above ground and underground. The aboveground area isn’t highly secured; anyone with Level 2 clearance or above can register and enter. But the underground section…”
“Has a very high security level, only personnel with Level 4 clearance or above can apply to enter.”
“With some technical methods, we can bypass identity verification and directly open the elevator to the underground warehouse.”
At this point, Lin Mo lifted his gaze to Chu You, his tone turning serious.
“But the catch is, after taking the elevator down, you have to pass through a fifty-meter circular corridor embedded with more than two thousand high-precision thermal sensors, with no blind spots.”
“Although hacking the identity verification won’t trigger alarms,” he paused, emphasizing, “anyone passing through the corridor will have their information instantly transmitted to the Network Security Center director’s communicator.”
“In other words, Zhao Dongyuan will know immediately if someone enters the underground warehouse.”
“Given Zhao Dongyuan’s personality, he’ll definitely pull up the surveillance footage right away, and he might even rush back to the branch personally to investigate. If he catches you stuck in the underground warehouse, that would be a huge problem.”
By the time Lin Mo finished explaining, he had also unwrapped the package, revealing its contents—a silver-white, softly matte form-fitting suit that looked incredibly thin, seemingly woven from some special seamless material.
“This is called the Silent Walker,” he said, holding up the suit as he explained slowly, “I got this good stuff off the black market. It’s made from highly active composite biomaterials.”
As Lin Mo elaborated, he unfolded the suit.
“It can maintain body temperature to some extent, but it can’t block heat sources… However, once this composite material comes into contact with the human body and activates, it creates a passive shielding field around the wearer.”
“Wearing this through that corridor is like a breeze passing by—no form of alert mechanism will be triggered.”
Lin Mo was unusually focused and patient while explaining the suit’s features, breaking down every detail clearly.
Chu You, who had been holding back her anger, found her rage deflating like a burst balloon as she listened to his well-organized explanation.
She pressed her lips together and leaned a little closer to Lin Mo, reaching out to take the silver-white, gossamer-thin suit from the table.
The sensation under her fingertips was exceptionally smooth and cool.
She furrowed her brow slightly, her tone tinged with doubt.
“This thing… feels slippery, sure, but is it really as amazing as you say?”
She shook the suit lightly; it was nearly weightless.
“Don’t let it fail at the crucial moment.”
Lin Mo looked at Chu You, a smile curving his lips as he reassured her, “Relax. This Silent Walker was crafted by the legendary artisan Da Vinci, a top-tier black market genius. Do you think he’d sell flawed work?”
Chu You knew of Da Vinci, the black market’s master craftsman.
Hearing that the suit came from his hands, she finally relaxed and nodded.
“Okay, when do we move?”
Lin Mo glanced again at the wall clock. “In about an hour.”
He leaned back slightly in his chair and continued explaining.
“There’s a temporary increase in patrol duties tonight, so there will be fewer people on duty. I’ll send you the building layout later. When you get inside the warehouse, I’ll be waiting outside.”
Upon hearing this, Chu You nodded without asking for more details about the operation.
With Lin Mo’s ministerial status, she didn’t need to worry much.
If it weren’t for fearing that Gu Qiancheng might catch wind of something, he could have just signed an order and pocketed those medicines himself.
Their discussion ended there, and the office fell into a brief silence, interrupted only by the steady ticking of the wall clock.
Time slipped quietly by in the stillness, the shadows on the wall slowly shifting.
After a while, Chu You suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Lin Mo, as if unable to suppress a question that had been circling in her mind for a long time.
“You cared so much about what I did to you before, right?”
She paused, lowering her voice.
“Why didn’t you just stand by and watch Gu Qiancheng beat me down, humiliating me? Why are you helping me instead?”
Lin Mo didn’t answer immediately.
He was silent for a moment, the air thick with an almost tangible tension.
Then, he chuckled softly.
The laugh was low, with a trace of something hard to pin down.
“This is between me and senior,” Lin Mo said deliberately, his gaze fixed on Chu You’s face.
“Why should I let that annoying Gu Qiancheng interfere?”
Before finishing his sentence, he slowly stood, his tall figure imposing.
Lin Mo reached out, his slender fingers lightly hooking under Chu You’s chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.
Something flickered swiftly deep in his eyes.
“Senior is my prey,”
he said deliberately, voice low but carrying an unshakable declaration, “a prey belonging only to me.”
This time, Chu You didn’t brush his hand away. Instead, as if drained of strength, she lazily let her chin rest fully on his fingertips, her eyes fixed steadily on him.
“Oh?” Her tone rose slightly, carrying a hint of careless provocation. “You’re so sure you’re the hunter?”
Lin Mo tilted his head, staring closely into the unhidden sharpness in her eyes, a playful smirk curling his lips.
“What if I’m not?”